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'JSesswn i HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES { No 1 : 

AMOS L. ALLEN 

(Late a Representative from Maine) 

MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 

DELIVERED IN THE HOUSE OF REPRESENTA- 
TIVES OF THE UNITED STATES 

SIXTY-SECOND CONGRESS 
FIRST SESSION 



Proceedings in the House Proceedings in the Senate 

June 11, 1911 February 21,1911 



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WASHINGTON 
1913 



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TABLE OF CONTENTS. 



Page. 

Proceedings in the House 5 

Prayer by Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D 7 

Memorial addresses by — 

Mr. Hinds, of Maine 9 

Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 18 

Mr. Graham, of Illinois 24 

Mr. MeGillicuddy, of Maine 31 

Mr. Latta, of Nebraska 34 

Proceedings in the Senate 39 



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DEATH OF HON. AMOS LAWRENCE ALLEN 



Proceedings in the House 

Monday, February 20, 1911. 

Mr. Swasey. Mr. Speaker, I offer the following resolu- 
tions. 

The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from Maine 
offers the following resolutions, which the Clerk will 
report : 

Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of 
the death of Hon. Amos L. Allen, a Representative from the State 
of Maine. 

Resolved, That a committee of eight Members of the House 
(with such Members of the Senate as may be joined) be appointed 
to attend the funeral. 

Resolved, That the Sergeant at Arms of the House be authorized 
and directed to take such steps as may be necessary for carrying 
out the provisions of these resolutions, and that the necessary 
expenses in connection therewith be paid out of the contingent 
fund of the House. 

Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased. 

Mr. Swasey. Mr. Speaker, at the conclusion of the busi- 
ness of the House, or later in the day, I shall ask that the 
House adjourn in honor and respect to the memory of 
the late Representative, Hon. Amos L. Allen, of Maine, 
and late Representative, Hon. Walter P. Brownlow, of 
Tennessee. 

The Speaker pro tempore. The question is on agreeing 
to the resolutions. 



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The question was taken, and the resolutions were 
unanimously agreed to. 

The Speaker. In pursuance of the resolution agreed to 
this morning, the Chair announces the following com- 
mittee to attend the funeral of the late Representative 
Allen, of Maine : 

The Clerk read as follows: 

Mr. Swasey and Mr. Guernsey, of Maine; Mr. Davis, of Minne- 
sota; Mr. O'Connell, of Massachusetts; Mr. Kendall, of Iowa; Mr. 
Latta, of Nebraska; Mr. Graham, of Illinois; and Mr. Cameron, of 
Arizona. 

Mr. Swasey. Mr. Speaker, in accordance with the order 
made at the memorial services on calendar day of Sun- 
day on the late Senator Clay and Representative Rrown- 
low and pursuant to the resolutions adopted this day in 
honor of the memory of Amos L. Allen, late Representa- 
tive from Maine, I move that the House do now adjourn. 

The Speaker pro tempore. The question is on the mo- 
tion of the gentleman from Maine. 

The motion was agreed to; accordingly (at 9 o'clock 
and 16 minutes) the House adjourned to meet at 10 a. m. 
on Tuesday, February 21, 1911. 



Tuesday, May 23, 1911. 

Mr. Hinds. Mr. Speaker, I ask unanimous consent that 
the following order be made. 

The Clerk read as follows : 

Ordered, That there be a session of the House on Sunday, June 
11, at 12 m., and that the said session be devoted to eulogies on 



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the life, character, and public services of Amos L. Allen, late a 
Representative from the State of Maine. 

The Speaker. Is there objection to the request of the 
gentleman from Maine? [After a pause.] The Chair 
hears none, and it is so ordered. 



Sunday, June 11, 1911. 

The House met at 12.30 o'clock p. m., and was called 
to order by Mr. McGillicuddy, as Speaker pro tempore. 

The Chaplain, Rev. Henry N. Couden, D. D., offered the 
following prayer: 

Our Father in heaven, we are assembled here in mem- 
ory of a departed Member of this House who served his 
State and Nation with fidelity and ability. Modest, yet 
firm; without ostentation, yet with patriotic zeal and 
fervor; a member of a Christian church; zealous in all 
good works; respected, esteemed, loved by all. 

We mourn him, but not as dead; rather as living in 
another of God's many mansions, where, with the same 
patience, fidelity, and zeal in the service of the King, he 
is faring on. Help us to emulate his virtues, that we may 
leave behind us a clean record. Comfort, we beseech 
Thee, his colleagues and friends, and let Thine everlast- 
ing arms be about those who were near and dear to him 
in the bonds of kinship to sustain and comfort them; and 
bring us in Thine own good time to dwell with Thee in 
heaven. In the name of Him who is the resurrection and 
the life. Amen. 

The Speaker pro tempore. The Clerk will report the 
special order. 

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The Clerk read as follows: 

On motion of Mr. Hinds, by unanimous consent, 
" Ordered, That there be a session of the House on Sunday, 
June 11, at 12 m., and that the said session be devoted to eulogies 
on the life, character, and public services of Amos L. Allen, late 
a Representative from the State of Maine. 

Mr. Hinds. Mr. Speaker, before the exercises begin to- 
day, I ask unanimous consent that Members be allowed to 
print. 

The Speaker pro tempore. The gentleman from Maine 
asks unanimous consent that Members be allowed to 
print their remarks in the Record. Is there objection? 

There was no objection. 

Mr. Hinds. Mr. Speaker, I offer the resolutions which I 
send to the Clerk's desk. 

The Speaker pro tempore. The Clerk will report the 
resolutions. 

The Clerk read as follows: 

House resolution 201. 

Resolved, That the business of the House be now suspended, 
that opportunity may be given for tribute to the memory of Hon. 
Amos L. Allen, late a Member of this House from the State of 
Maine. 

Resolved, That as a particular mark of respect to the memory 
of the deceased, and in recognition of his distinguished public 
career, the House, at the conclusion of these exercises, shall stand- 
adjourned. 

Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
Senate. 

Resolved, That the Clerk send a copy of these resolutions to the 
family of the deceased. 

The question being taken, the resolutions were agreed 
to. 



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MEMORIAL ADDRESSES 



Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 

Mr. Speaker. When Amos Lawrence Allen died, in this 
city, on February 20, 1911, he closed a career of 50 years 
as a public servant. That disposition which Marcus 
Aurelius saw in his emperor father " to be ever watchful 
over the things that were necessary for the administration 
of the empire, and to be a good manager of the expendi- 
ture, and patiently to endure the blame which he got for 
such conduct," existed in its patriotic spirit in this faithful 
servant of the Republic. He came to the public service 
in Washington in the direful time of the Civil War, when 
men of unusual constancy and courage deliberated in 
these halls. Their example, in the formative years of his 
early manhood, molded and intensified his political prin- 
ciples, from which he did not deviate as his influence and 
responsibilities broadened. 

Mr. Allen was born in Waterboro, in the county of 
York, Me., March 17, 1837. His father came of the Puritan 
stock of Massachusetts, his Allen ancestors having ar- 
rived from England and settled near Salem in 1640. The 
father was a farmer, leading an industrious but quiet 
life. Of those pronounced personal traits which preserve 
the individuality of a man beyond his generation, he 
seems to have had a sense of humor and ability as a story 
teller. These characteristics in the distinguished son are 
credited to his paternal heritage, while the intellectual 
abilities and judicious ambition which advanced him 



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among his fellows are credited to the maternal as well 
as the paternal inheritance. His mother was Eleanor 
Ridley, and was of Revolutionary stock. This, however, 
was not an especial distinction in the county of York, for 
that county and its neighbor, Cumberland, took as active 
a part in the Revolution as the counties of the mother 
State herself, and their sons made up a large portion of 
the Massachusetts Line. 

Rut Eleanor Ridley had another distinction which 
could not be shared by all her neighbors, and her wide 
information, outspoken opinions, and decided convictions, 
especially on the question of slavery, disposed those who 
knew her to believe, as the traditions of her family as- 
serted, that she was descended from the kin of the martyr 
Ridley, who perished at the stake in front of Raliol 
College, Oxford, in the days of Queen Mary. 

There were 10 children in the Allen family, Amos being 
the eighth. The father was counted fairly prosperous, 
but the returns from agriculture in the decade of the 
forties, either in Waterboro or any other Maine town, 
were not such as to provide for a large family education 
beyond that of the schools supported by the town taxes. 
That the mother selected Amos from the little flock for 
the honors of a higher education is proof enough that she 
discerned in him at that early age the sound common 
sense and resourcefulness of character which raised him 
in after life to positions of trust and great usefulness. At 
the early age of 8 years Amos was placed with Mr. A. G. 
Trafton, of the neighboring town of Alfred, a relative who 
combined the labors of a farmer with kindly ministra- 
tions as district schoolmaster. In Alfred the boy re- 
mained five years, and this fact, joined to his later career, 
tells the story of his character. It is hard for any man, 
impossible for many men, to advance rapidly to positions 
of trust among the people who have known them in the 

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period of youthful inconsiderateness. But from the day 
when the child of 8 years went to Alfred for the tutorings 
of the farmer-schoolmaster that town became the place 
of his strongest friends and sturdiest support. 

With his hard-won college diploma he came back to 
one of the law offices on the quiet street shaded by the 
ancient elms that are yet the glory of Alfred; when ad- 
mitted to the bar he became assistant to the clerk of 
courts in the courthouse which is still the prized posses- 
sion of the village; it was with the support of Alfred 
friends that he launched, in 1867, in the then stormy seas 
of York County politics, his first candidacy for elective 
office; it was in Alfred that he lived and worked for the 12 
years from 1870 to 1882 when he served York County 
as clerk of courts; it was as a citizen of Alfred and with 
the unanimous voice of the county of York that he be- 
came the Representative of the first congressional district 
in the House 12 years ago; it was of the anticipated pleas- 
ure of returning to his Alfred home that he fondly spoke 
during the fitful fevers of life's latest hours; and it was to 
Alfred that his mortal remains were carried to receive the 
honors of earth's farewell from a generation whose trust 
in him had been learned from their fathers. 

At the end of the five years Mr. Trafton told the mother 
that the boy had learned all that the Alfred school could 
teach. So the youth of 13 took farewell — we can believe 
a reluctant farewell — of the Trafton home, and especially 
of Mr. Trafton's mother, whose kindness and directing 
influence Mr. Allen in after years acknowledged and re- 
paid with kind attentions, until she passed from life in 
her hundredth year. 

By various employments, of which teaching school was 
one, the young graduate of the district school of Alfred 
made enough of financial success to enable him, with the 
assistance of an older brother in New York City, to enter 



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a seminar}' at Whitestown, N. Y., in 1853. The training 
which he there received was undoubtedly good, since he 
was enabled by it to enter Bowdoin College one year in 
advance in 1857. But in his later life when those school 
days were recalled Mr. Allen spoke of other things than 
the studies. New York was then seething with the " irre- 
pressible conflict." Horace Greeley, Wendell Phillips, 
Salmon P. Chase, Henry Ward Beecher, William H. 
Seward, and Roscoe Conkling were frequently heard by 
the students of the seminary. Maine had been an old 
Democratic State since the rise of Andrew Jackson's star; 
on the village street of Alfred one of the great houses was 
the mansion of that John Holmes, first Senator from 
Maine, who, as a member of the triumvirate, " John 
Holmes, Felix Grundy, and the Devil," was declared by 
ardent Federalists and Whigs to be one of the presiding 
geniuses of the Jacksonian Democracy; the Aliens in 
Waterboro were Democrats; and in 1853 it was not a light 
thing in Maine for a son to turn from the political foot- 
steps of his fathers. But when the boy student, with 
wide-open, serious eyes, saw Roscoe Conkling, before a 
tumultuous audience, tear the linen collar from his neck, 
with the declaration that he felt as if a border ruffian had 
him by the throat, and then listened for two hours while 
that superb orator thundered against the great wrong of 
the age, the glamour of Jackson's name faded, the spell 
departed from the mansion house of John Holmes, and 
even what might be thought in the solemn council before 
the fireplace in the old home at Waterboro seemed for the 
first time, perhaps, a small matter. 

Mr. Allen went to Brunswick in 1857 and became a 
member of the class of 1860 in Bowdoin College. Of the 
college which he then entered and the brotherhood of 
young men which he then joined I feel tempted to say 
more than this day's time will allow. President Woods 



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was one of the most accomplished scholars and gentle- 
men of the time, honored in Europe as in America. 
Trained in the old classical school, he had conversed 
familiarly with the Pope in the Latin tongue. Uniting the 
dexterity of one taught in the old farm home of America 
to the training of the courtier, he had in the family circle 
of the French Emperor held the yarn skein for the crochet 
work of the young princesses while he conversed with 
their elders in the tongue of the court. He was great 
enough to differ with his times and to differ wrongly; but 
Bowdoin College was also great enough to look with dig- 
nity and composure on her president sitting as secretary 
of the Democratic convention in 1864 to declare the war a 
failure, and her Prof. Chamberlain leading gloriously on 
battle fields red with the blood of her sons. 

Of that brotherhood of youth in the class of 1860 I 
could wish that another might speak, one who was with 
it and of it; perhaps Samuel T. Came, the classmate and 
neighbor in Alfred, who still practices the law through 
the evening of a useful life; perhaps Joseph W. Symonds, 
learned judge of the Supreme Court of Maine, who, at the 
unveiling of the statue in Portland last summer, portrayed 
the youth of Thomas B. Reed as the class of 1860 knew it; 
perhaps William W. Thomas, who went to Sweden with 
the commission of Abraham Lincoln and there lives in 
honor near the court where he was accredited so long. 

If I could re-create the past I would bring back one of 
the rare days in the Speakership of Thomas B. Reed, 
when Augustine Jones, honored head of the Friends' 
School at Providence, would come into the little room off 
the lobby of this House, which was then the Speaker's 
room. The great Speaker would lay aside the public 
business, the faithful secretary — he whose life and services 
we eulogize to-day — would lay aside his pen, and Bowdoin 
College and the days of 1860 would have the floor. They 



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would speak of famous professors like Cleveland and 
Packard, of beloved classmates and companions, both 
the living and the dead. At times they recalled again the 
memory of Samuel Fessenden, the son of William Pitt 
Fessenden, who perished in one of the early battles of 
the war, who had been Thomas B. Reed's roommate, 
and who had interested the great Senator to lend to the 
poor but earnest boy the assistance that enabled the fu- 
ture Speaker to graduate with the class of 1860. Samuel 
Fessenden was of the class of 1861. But the class of 
1860, like every class of that time, had its share of youths 
who led companies, regiments, or batteries at ages 
which now are not considered adequate to the minor 
responsibilities of peace. Albert W. Bradbury had won 
the approbation of Sheridan as an officer of artillery on 
the fields about Winchester, and John Marshall Brown 
brought home rank and honor from battles as famous. 

The relationship of Amos L. Allen and Thomas B. 
Reed in the class of 1860 exercised a great influence on the 
lives of both and on the political history of Maine for the 
generation in which they lived. They had been friendly, 
but not especially intimate during college days, and when 
they had delivered their graduating parts — they both 
stood high in rank — and parted at the college gates, they 
had no reason to believe that the future held much in 
common for them. Mr. Allen went to the law office of 
Judge Henry Goodenow, in Alfred, and, through Judge 
Goodenow's interest with Lot M. Morrill, then a Senator 
from Maine, to a clerkship in the Treasury Department at 
Washington, where there would be opportunity during 
leisure hours for study in the Columbian Law School. 
Mr. Reed went to a Portland law office, thence to Cali- 
fornia, where he was admitted to the bar, and then to the 
United States Navy for the closing years of the war. Mr. 
Allen was admitted to the York County bar in 1866, and 



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the next year was Republican candidate for clerk of 
courts. When his Democratic opponent was elected he 
returned to Washington to a position in the post office of 
the House of Representatives; but in 1870 was in Alfred 
again, and this time a successful candidate for clerk of 
courts. In this position of dignity and trust Mr. Allen 
remained 12 years. 

Mr. Reed meanwhile had returned to Portland, had 
served in both branches of the State legislature, and had 
been attorney general of the State. It was with these 
honors back of him that he presented himself in the office 
of his classmate one day in 1876 and stated his ambition 
to serve the first congressional district in Congress. 

The Congressman at that time was a distinguished 
citizen of York County, a man of large business interests 
and extensive political influence. He had, moreover, the 
loyal and determined support of a large portion of York 
County. Mr. Reed came from the other county of the 
district. Mr. Allen undoubtedly saw the political embar- 
rassments of the situation, but he cast his fortunes with 
his classmate and was one of the small band of men from 
York County who assisted in Mr. Reed's nomination in a 
contest so close and exciting that the memories of it still 
live in Maine. 

Mr. Reed came to this House, and in 1882 he was named 
chairman of the Judiciary Committee by Speaker Keifer. 
He at once nominated his classmate and friend as clerk, 
and Mr. Allen served the committee during the Forty- 
seventh Congress. With the return of a Democratic ma- 
jority in the Forty-eighth Congress Mr. Reed ceased to be 
chairman, and Mr. Allen, after a year as special examiner 
in the Pension Bureau, returned to Alfred in 1886 and was 
at once elected to the Maine Legislature. 

It was during this session of the legislature, which con- 
vened January 1, 1887, that I first met Mr. Allen. He was 



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not obtrusive in the proceedings of that body, rarely par- 
ticipated in the debates, and for a time passed with spec- 
tators as one of the quiet, sensible body of farmer mem- 
bers who from the origin of the State have wasted little 
time, but have voted potentially in the Legislatures of 
Maine. But education, experience of affairs, common 
sense, and industry never fail to come to their own in any 
legislative body, and before the winter was over the mod- 
est gentleman from Alfred found his judgment sought by 
the leaders and his opinions respected by the membership. 

The national election of 1888 brought a Republican to 
the White House and a Republican majority to this Hall. 
Mr. Reed had been 12 years a Member, and now came 
forward for the Speakership. In the moment of his suc- 
cess he turned again to his college classmate, and Mr. 
Allen became his secretary. 

The older Members on this floor will remember the 
quiet, judicious secretary, whom they always found un- 
perturbed at his post during the stormy years of Mr. 
Reed's speakerships. He was not merely a secretary, he 
was a friend and counselor. It would be as easy to con- 
template John Milton, secretary to Oliver Cromwell, in 
the condition of a mere transcriber of dictations, as to 
contemplate Amos L. Allen busying himself only with 
opening letters and copying answers. So much political 
sagacity, so great calmness of judgment, so evident hon- 
esty of purpose, never passed unappreciated or unused in 
the council chamber of Thomas B. Reed. I first saw the 
two men together in the winter of 1890, in the midst of the 
tumultuous first session of the Fifty-first Congress; and 20 
years have not dimmed the vivid recollections of the 
loyalty and trust subsisting in the daily relations of the 
two men. 

When Mr. Reed resigned, in 1899, his membership in 
the House, the first district of Maine, which for 22 years 

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Address of Mr. Hinds, of Maine 



had thought of no other for her Representative, turned to 
Mr. Allen naturally, and with practical unanimity so far 
as the dominant political party was concerned. He was 
chosen at a special election hy a substantial majority, and 
thereafter continued in the approval of the district for 12 
years. 

And when, before the choice of 1910 was to be made, he 
announced voluntarily his purpose to retire, the general 
good will and appreciation expressed for his faithful serv- 
ice promised that he would carry to private life the unique 
dignity of a man who had outlived the animosities of 
political strife while still remaining in it. That he should 
lake leave of life before entering the peaceful retirement 
which seemed so attractive to him and to which he looked 
forward with so many anticipations brought to his friends 
the only disappointment in his long public career. 

Mr. Allen's place as a servant of the people of Maine 
has been fixed by the officially expressed confidence of 
her public men and the voice of the people themselves. 
His place in this House is not written so broadly in the 
records as in the case of many other Members. His mod- 
esty led him to shun debate, and he never sought to place 
himself in a high seat at the council table. But in the 
future, when other men shall be in this Hall and some are 
anxious to know the record of Amos Lawrence Allen, 
they will find by his recorded votes and acts that he served 
in his day and generation with diligence, honesty, and 
courage. 



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Address of Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 

Mr. Speaker : Because of my absence from Washington 
I was only yesterday afternoon advised that the solemn 
observance upon which we are now engaged would occur 
to-day, and I have had, therefore, no opportunity for that 
suitable preparation so necessary to render eulogy appro- 
priate and seasonable. But I loved Amos L. Allen, and I 
can not allow to remain unembraced this occasion to offer 
my inadequate tribute to his memory. 

"We are assembled in this historic Chamber on this 
sacred day to consider resolutions which will be unani- 
mously adopted at the conclusion of these impressive 
ceremonies. We are here to express our appreciation of 
a life which all approved and to evidence our bereave- 
ment in a death which all deplored. 

I did not enjoy a prolonged or intimate acquaintance 
with Mr. Allen. When I entered the Sixty-first Congress 
I was assigned to the Committee on Indian Affairs, where 
I was introduced to the subject of this imperfect me- 
morial, then an influential member of that important 
committee. I was attracted to him immediately, as all 
were who knew him at all, by his gentle courtesy, by his 
quiet dignity, by his modest demeanor, by his obvious 
sincerity, by his patient industry, by his inflexible integ- 
rity, and by his exceptional efficiency for the performance 
of the duties which devolved upon him. As, in the lapse 
of time, I was admitted more informally into the privi- 
leges of his friendship, I grew more and more to recognize 
his unusual ability, which I think was scarcely under- 
stood here, and more and more to reverence his admirable 



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character, which I am sure was acknowledged every- 
where. He was born of obscure and honest parentage on 
March 17, 1837, and died an American Representative, 
commanding the confidence and good will of an intelli- 
gent and enlightened constituency, on February 20, 1911. 
His life was singularly busy and remarkably useful. His 
early career was characterized by a constant struggle for 
an education which should equip him for the serious and 
severe labors of the world. He always underestimated his 
own capacity, and he was one of the most unassuming 
men I ever encountered in official or private station. 
Fortunately for his district, for his State, for his country, 
his people were not slow to discover his extraordinary 
aptitude for the public service, and almost from his youth 
to his death he occupied some position of trust or respon- 
sibility or distinction or honor. It can be truthfully said 
of him — and more need not be said of any man — that he 
retired from every relation with the esteem and love of 
those whose interests his activities affected. 

We know how uniform was the affection cherished for 
him by his colleagues in the House, and how general was 
their regret when his decease was announced. With a 
profounder intensity the same affection was displayed 
and the same regret suffered by his humbler neighbors in 
Maine. I was extremely impressed by the funeral ora- 
tion delivered at Alfred by his old pastor, the Rev. C. W. 
Bradlee, of Bath, Me., and I undertake now to reproduce 
it as a part of my remarks : 

Life is a constant revelation. To the open eye every moment is 
luminous. But there are critical periods in human lives, seasons 
of special revelation. A strange path has opened at our feet. 
Some great blessing has come into our lives and flooded our souls 
with sunshine and hope. Or some sorrow has fallen upon us and 
so changed everything that we walk in a different world and 
seem to be different men and women. Most of us understand this 



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truth. Life has been filled with varied experiences, joyous and 
sad. We have been called again and again to walk along dark- 
ened ways, needing sorely the comfort of others, where at other 
times it has been ours to comfort. We have met experiences 
which seemed uncertain and unreal. We have passed a rugged 
corner in life. Our outlook has changed, and we have changed 
with it. Thus are we brought into sympathy with the trying lot 
of others, and in the darkest hours hands are held out to those 
in need. Because we have passed through the loneliness and 
weariness of affliction, we are touched most deeply by the afflic- 
tion of others. And so we are here, this large company of men 
and women, in the middle of a busy day, heart to heart, soul to 
soul, with this bereft circle. Practical sympathy has been and 
will be shown; but now we are gathered to express, if only by 
our presence and in silent communion, the yearning desire we 
each and all have to console and comfort and bless. Human 
speech seems almost an intrusion in an hour like this — the min- 
istry of spirit, human and divine, is more appropriate and elo- 
quent. Yet I would, if I may, voice the feelings of those present 
and absent who were friends of the departed. I would also be a 
minister of consolation this hour, and the more because of the 
sympathetic and personal relation existing between myself and 
family and this shadowed home. It is not easy for me to speak 
here this afternoon. 

The departure of this man whose body lies here in the stillness, 
brings to me and mine a sense of personal bereavement and loss. 
I am indeed a mourner at his bier. For more than 30 years I was 
honored with and enjoyed his friendship. Our acquaintance 
began in 1878, when I became his pastor. And what a royal 
parishioner he was! Not only a liberal contributor toward the 
expenses of public worship; not only a constant attendant and 
inspiring listener to my youthful preaching, but ready to co- 
operate with me in every worthy enterprise for the people's 
good. I saw much of him during those two years, both in public 
and private, and came to know him intimately. I was made 
welcome in his home and have enjoyed its hospitality at my will 
ever since. But he opened his heart to me and I learned what 
manner of man this was who, honored so far above the majority 
of his fellows, remained ingenuous and unostentatious to the 
last. It is not necessary that I repeat the biographical facts which 



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Address of Mr. Kendall, of Iowa 



have been published in all the leading papers of the country. 
His public life is well known by you who sit before me. Neither 
am I expected to attempt a memorial oration, such as will doubt- 
less be delivered at a future day by some colleague at Washing- 
ton. But mine is the humbler privilege of offering a simple, 
affectionate tribute from my heart to the memory of this man, 
whom I greatly respected and genuinely loved. It was good to 
have him for a friend. You know that. How genial he was. His 
laugh was infectious. How companionable and sympathetic. He 
shared your joys and sorrows. He helped you when he could. 
His friendship was true. It could be depended upon; it never 
betrayed its trust. That made him an ideal member of the fra- 
ternity to which he belonged. He not only took the vows of 
brotherhood, but practiced the spirit of brotherliness and the law 
of mutual help. 

But he not only loved his neighbor and recognized the brother- 
hood of men, but he loved his country. He was patriotic as well 
as philanthropic. He was a conscientious public servant. He 
was true and faithful in every relation of life — devoted to his 
family, kind to his relatives, and a friend in need to many who 
were of no relation to him. He was as generous as tender- 
hearted and liked to bestow his benefactions secretly. Though 
plain-spoken and unaffected, he was a courteous gentleman, show- 
ing deference to the aged and attracting the young around him. 
He was charitable of men's motives and disposed to put the best 
construction on their words and actions. He had decided con- 
victions on every moral question, and I never knew him to hesi- 
tate to declare them when a declaration of his standing was called 
for. I have talked with him alone of the eternal verities. He 
was a believer in the Christian religion and had a personal faith 
in the Lord Jesus Christ. The other world and life seemed to him 
a logical sequence of this world and life. Though a quiet man, 
he was one of strong feelings. With his intense nature he must 
have seen and heard and felt more than the ordinary man in this 
world. What must it have been to him when he found himself so 
suddenly in yonder world of God? A retired captain of the 
British Army, fond of relating his worldwide experiences, he was 
describing some of his most surprising adventures, when, stop- 
ping suddenly in the midst of his stories, he exclaimed, with 
emotion and solemn earnestness: "But, gentlemen, wonderful as 



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these things were, I am expecting soon to see something far more 
wonderful." The company were much surprised and mystified 
at this sudden exclamation and altered manner. The veteran 
soldier was 70 years old, and as he was retired from service and 
his traveling days were over, they wondered what he could mean. 
When they asked his meaning he was silent for a moment and 
then replied: "During the first five minutes after death." 

May we not believe that not only was that a great wonder, but a 
sweet surprise, to this our friend who has preceded us on the 
unknown journey. However much one has thought about and 
prepared for and expected it, unspeakably wonderful must it be 
to suddenly find oneself in the other and better world. The 
other day when the message came he heard the call of the unseen 
that those around him could not hear, and went over. He did not 
die. Out from the cast-off tenement of flesh he went to God. 
Out from the night of earth he passed into the eternal morning, to 
the land of the unclouded day, where the Lord's tired ones rest 
and are never sick any more, nor worn, nor weary, nor ever 
know again the heartaches of earth life, for " God shall spread 
His tabernacle over them. They shall hunger no more, neither 
thirst any more, neither shall the sun light on them, nor any 
heat, for the lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed 
them and shall lead them unto fountains of waters, and God shall 
wipe away all tears from their eyes." 

His daughter, in a personal communication to a friend 
of the family, said: " His ability to serve others and keep 
silent was one of his strongest points. His sudden death 
revealed to us many secrets of his being a ' friend in need ' 
to many. I would not wish to multiply words as to my 
father's true worth, but I know that whatever estimate is 
put on his public career he was a faithful public servant, 
honest and sincere in every act." And his son : "As I look 
at his life it was one of serviceableness in the best sense of 
the word." 

And from far off Mississippi a gentleman writes: "In 
my Dixie home I shall teach my children to reverence the 



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memory of the man who once helped their father in time 
of sore need." 

Service! Mr. Speaker, it is the principle inculcated by 
the great Master who surrendered his life on Calvary to 
illustrate it. Service! It was finely exemplified by our 
departed friend, and we know beyond all doubting truly 
that when he crossed to the invisible shore his devoted 
soul was immediately admitted to companionship with 
the spirits of other just men made perfect on high. 



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Address of Mr. Graham, of Illinois 

Mr. Speaker: During my short service in this body I 
have been greatly impressed by the very happy custom of 
setting apart a day for eulogizing deceased Members. I 
hope the custom will long survive. While it is a pretty 
tribute to the dead, I regard it as being of especial value 
to those who participate in such occasions. A tender re- 
gard for the memory of the departed ones has ever been 
the source of inspiration to the survivors. A history of 
the sacrifices made by the living in memory of the dead 
would fill volumes; and in the making of these sacrifices 
their lives were idealized and they were lifted up above 
their grosser selves. 

Numberless institutions of great value to society have 
been founded and maintained for the benefit of helpless 
youth and equally helpless age as monuments to loved 
ones who prematurely fell before the sickle of the grim 
reaper. Many institutions devoted to the education of 
persons who were poor but worthy, many beautiful tem- 
ples dedicated to the worship of the living God, exist to- 
day as testimonials of affection for wife or husband, for 
son or daughter, who had crossed to that " bourn whence 
no traveler returns." 

Some of the most stupendous works of the ancients — 
works so colossal as to practically defy the defacing band 
of time — were erected by the living in tender recollection 
of the dead. 

The monuments left by the Mound Builders of North 
America, the great pyramids of Egypt, and many other 
stupendous undertakings of the primeval races show to 



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what extreme lengths they went to keep fresh and green 
the memory of their departed. 

And in the world of art and letters it were very difficult 
to tell what we owe to this most commendable sentiment. 

Chateaubriand's great book, The Genius of Christian- 
ity, is but a monument which, by her open grave, he re- 
solved to build, in loving memory of his mother, in par- 
tial atonement for a past life which had been a source of 
great grief to her. And the same might be said of that 
other wonderful book, The Confessions of St. Augustine, 
whose good mother, Monica, devoted much time to pray- 
ing for her son's conversion. And it is in common knowl- 
edge that the Divine Comedy, the greatest flight of the 
human imagination, is but the tribute of love which Dante 
paid to the memory of his beloved Beatrice. There is 
scarcely a limit to the cases of this character which might 
be cited. Nor are we without an illustration here. You 
will remember but a short few years ago our distinguished 
colleague, Henry George, jr., visited the late Count Tol- 
stoi at his home in Russia. 

The great Piussian, like most thoughtful men, was an 
admirer of Mr. George's father. 

Anticipating his own approaching death he said: 
" What message shall I bring from you to your father?" 
And the son, whom I have almost learned to love, sent to 
the father, whom I had the honor to know and respect and 
admire, this simple message : " Tell him I am doing the 
work." 

What work was this he was doing? The work of hu- 
manity. The work of making less heavy the burdens of 
those who labor and are heavy laden. And those who 
read his splendid book, The Menace of Privilege, can read 
between the lines on every page how the living son has 
dedicated himself to the work begun by his distinguished 



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father, and how the memory of the dead father acts as an 
inspiration to the surviving son. 

I think I am not in error when I say that the feeling is 
almost universal among men, whether civilized or savage, 
that in the great beyond there will he a continued exist- 
ence and a renewal of association or communion between 
individuals in spite of death. 

The great agnostic, Col. Ingersoll, seems to have recog- 
nized this universal feeling and attempted to explain it 
away by saying that "hope hears the rustle of a wing." 
By the word " hope," as he uses it, Col. Ingersoll un- 
doubtedly intended to convey not the Christian hope, but 
a mere foundationless wish or desire. 

But was it such hope that induced the American aborig- 
ines to slay the dead warrior's pony and, with his bow 
and arrows, bury it beside his body to keep him company 
and to serve him in the happy hunting ground? 

Was it such a hope that induced them to place the bod- 
ies of their dead on elevated platforms to prevent their 
mutilation, that they might not suffer any inconvenience 
or humiliation among their fellows in the great beyond? 

Was it such a hope that impelled them to suffer death 
rather than lose the precious scalp lock, so necessary to 
their proper standing in the life so surely awaiting them 
beyond the grave? What did they know of hope in the 
Christian sense, apart from that innate feeling implanted 
in the breasts of all men? 

So far as I am aware, the uncivilized and even savage 
races everywhere believe in a life after this one, in some 
instances, however, believing that existence in the here- 
after depends upon the preservation of the physical body. 

Herbert Spencer, the great agnostic philosopher, admits 
the universality of this belief in a future life, and tried to 
explain it away by giving what seems to me a ridiculously 
insufficient reason. In substance he says that when primi- 

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tive men observed cases of swooning or suspended anima- 
tion they reached the conclusion that each individual had 
in him an " other self," which " other self " had the power 
to leave the body temporarily and take, as it were, an 
occasional vacation, and that death was but the indefinite 
absence of this "other self." He virtually admits the fact 
of this universal belief, but his explanation of the origin 
of it is rather far-fetched and laborious. A common 
origin of mankind, with traditions traceable to a common 
source, and an inward, insatiable longing for existence 
furnish a far better explanation. 

It seems to me the well-known customs of the primitive 
races, to some of which I have alluded, are a sufficient 
contradiction of Mr. Spencer's theory. 

It is safe to say that the desire for happiness is universal 
among normal men. Even when we go furthest wrong we 
are but striving after happiness, although guided by a 
perverted judgment. So, also, the desire to be, to exist, is 
universal; and this desire to exist is so strong that I can 
not conceive of happiness for one who was convinced that 
he was a brother to the clod, that his very existence might 
terminate at any moment. 

The dread of utter annihilation would inevitably render 
him most unhappy. But why? My answer to that query 
is, Because God made him that way; because there is 
planted deep in the foundations of his nature, far deeper 
than he can fathom, a yearning, an unconquerable desire 
to continue to exist. 

The poet Milton well expresses this thought when he 
says: 

For who would lose, 
Tho' filled with pain, this intellectual being; 
These thoughts that wander through eternity, 
To perish rather, swallowed up and lost 
In the wide womb of uncreated night? 



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In the play of Cato, Addison represents that stern old 
Roman as brooding over his misfortunes and contem- 
plating suicide. He is seated at a table. He has been 
reading Plato's book on the Immortality of the Soul. His 
sword, unsheathed, lies beside him ready for use in what 
was to be the last act of life's drama. But his purpose is 
shaken by what he has read. He is convinced by the 
reasoning of the great philosopher, and in discussing the 
question with himself, he thus soliloquizes: 

It must be so. Plato, thou reasoneth well, 

Else why this pleasing hope, this fond desire, 

This longing after immortality? 

Or whence this secret dread and inward horror 

Of falling into naught? Why shrinks the soul 

Back on herself, and startles at destruction? 

'Tis the Divinity that stirs within us; 

' Tis Heaven itself that points out an hereafter 

And intimates eternity to man. 

Eternity, thou pleasing, dreadful thought! 

And then he sees that while the sword may kill the body 
it can not reach the soul, and he adds: 

The soul secure in her existence 
Smiles at the drawn dagger 
And defies its point. 

The stars shall fade away, 

The sun himself grow dim with age, 

And nations sink in years, but thou 

Shalt flourish in immortal youth, unhurt 

Amid the war of elements, the wreck 

Of matter, and the crush of worlds. 

In his own beautifully simple and characteristic way 
our Longfellow says: 

Dust thou art, to dust returneth, 
Was not spoken of the soul. 

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No; death does not end all. Death is but the real be- 
ginning of all. It is but the gateway through which we are 
to pass from time to eternity. 

I know — 

Said Job nearly 4,000 years ago — 

I know that my Redeemer Iiveth, and that in the last day I shall 
rise out of the earth, and I shall be clothed with my skin, and in 
my flesh I shall see God. 

What faith and what consolation is represented by 
these words ! And it was in such firm belief as this that 
our late colleague, Mr. Amos L. Allen, lived and died. 

As one of a committee on the part of the House, I ac- 
companied his remains to their last resting place at Al- 
fred, Me., in the same county in which he was born 74 
years ago, and in which his permanent home was during 
all these years. 

No higher tribute could be paid to his memory and his 
character than the genuine and truly touching exhibition 
of mingled sorrow and respect shown by the friends and 
neighbors of a lifetime on the funeral occasion. 

My personal acquaintance with Mr. Allen was limited 
to our association in the Committee on Indian Affairs 
during the Sixty-first Congress, supplemented by occa- 
sional meetings on the floor of the House. 

But, limited and brief as these opportunities were, I 
formed a high opinion of his sterling honesty, his fine in- 
tegrity, and I soon learned to have the greatest respect for 
his judgment and the highest esteem for him personally. 

But the final summons came to him, and he had to an- 
swer it, just as it will in time come to each of us, and each, 
in his turn, will have to answer it. 

Silently and sorrowfully we bore what was mortal of 
him to his last resting place in the silent city of the dead, 



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God's acre. We left his dust in its lonely prison house on 
the hillside in the State of his nativity; and then we turned 
our faces again to the problems we are trying to solve and 
which we must continue to work at till life's fitful fever 
passes for us also. When that time comes may someone 
be able to truthfully say for us, as I believe I can truth- 
fully say for him, that we met and discharged life's duties 
honestly and bravely, that we were willing to stand for the 
right even though we stood alone, that we tried earnestly 
to serve our country and our fellow men, and that the 
world is at least a little better because we lived in it. 

Mr. Rubey assumed the chair. 



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Address of Mr. McGillicuddy, of Maine 

Mr. Speaker: In accordance with a long and honored 
custom in this House, we meet to-day to pay our tribute 
to the dead. 

It is especially fitting that in this House, the scene of the 
last labors of his useful life, the character and career of 
Amos Lawrence Allen should be commemorated. 

He was eminently worthy of the high honor we now pay 
to his memory. 

If it is given to those gone beyond to know something of 
this mortal life, I am sure that it would be his wish that no 
word of extravagant praise or fulsome eulogy should be 
spoken on this occasion. He was a plain-spoken, truthful, 
sincere, and modest man. He indeed valued appreciation, 
but caressing speech and undue compliment were espe- 
cially distasteful to him. 

While his successful career was principally due to his 
own efforts, yet there were elements that contributed 
largely to it over which he had no control, and I have no 
doubt that it would be his wish on this occasion that these 
elements rather than his own efforts should be the subject 
of his eulogy. 

In the first place, he came of good stock. His ancestors 
were of the type of those who, in the middle of the seven- 
teenth century, left England for the new western world 
with the spirit of freedom in their hearts. On the sturdy 
soil of America they developed into Revolutionary pa- 
triots of the type of yeomanry that at Lexington and Con- 
cord fired the shot that was heard around the world. His 
great grandfather fought in that giant struggle, and at its 
close moved to York County, Me., where Amos L. Allen 

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was born March 17, 1837. His mother was a woman of 
unusual ability, of strong character and convictions, a 
woman who was not only a worker, but a thinker, and 
upon the boy she reared fixed the impress of her thought 
and character, which remained with him to the day of his 
death. 

In another respect was he fortunate ; he was born poor. 
I do not mean that he was in want and poverty, but in cir- 
cumstances and conditions that teach lessons and fix 
habits of frugality, thrift, and industry. 

Again was he fortunate in being born and reared on a 
farm — the best place in this world to bring up an Ameri- 
can boy, because there, as nowhere else, he early learns 
practical lessons of duty and responsibility. 

One of Mr. Allen's earliest traits was his desire for an 
education. To improve his mind was a passion. Good 
books were his early and close companions. After ac- 
quiring such education as his vicinity afforded he went 
away to earn money to still further pursue his studies. A 
liberal education was his early ambition, and he had the 
proud satisfaction of fulfilling that ambition when he 
graduated from Bowdoin College with high honor in the 
class of 1860. 

He studied law and became an honored member of the 
bar of his native county of York in 1866. 

He was early recognized by his fellow citizens as a man 
of worth and ability, and was elected by them to many 
positions of honor and trust, all of which he filled with 
fidelity and ability. As has been truly said, this period of 
his life was one of serviceableness and usefulness in the 
best sense of the word. 

The crowning work of Mr. Allen's career was in this 
National House of Representatives. It is not my purpose, 
however, to even briefly advert to it. This has been faith- 
fully done by his colaborers here. I rise simply to state 

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Address <>i Mr. McGillicuddy, of Maine 

that it is my privilege and pleasure on this occasion, as a 
citizen of his State and a member of the opposite political 
party, to record my belief that no matter how men might 
differ with him in principle or on matters of public policy, 
Amos L. Allen was universally considered an honest and 
honorable man of deep and sincere convictions, who in 
the discharge of his public duties did what he believed to 
be right as it was given to him to see the right. 



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Address of Mr. Latta, of Nebraska 

Mr. Speaker: Death is no respecter of persons or of 
age; all must answer when the summons comes. When 
one stands beside the hier of youth imagination brings to 
view the possibilities and triumphs of a life that might 
have been had these tender years budded into manhood. 
The tear of sorrow, mingled with regret, moistens tbe 
cheek, and it is hard to understand why one so young 
should be taken. There is a feeling of personal loss that 
fdls the heart. 

When in the full vigor of manhood, with courage and 
determination to do for home and brother and country, 
our friend is stricken by the hand of death, one stands 
appalled by the loss and is impelled to exclaim, " Why 
this tragedy of life?" The foundation of life's structure 
has been well laid, the superstructure of social and busi- 
ness responsibility is building, and there is bright promise 
of a completed whole — a truly successful life that the 
world can ill afford to do without. But the summons 
comes; the architect is laid low; and as one stands by the 
open grave there is grief, not alone for what might have 
been, but because our eyes have seen what has been done 
and our hearts have felt the throb of a kindly heart. 
Life's structure, it seems, is left unfinished and the plans 
have been lost with the death of the builder. 

But does the reaper, Death, spare the life until the mel- 
lowing years have matured its fruit; until in the ripeness 
and fulness of age it has given to mankind the blessing 
of a noble life, full of good works and good words, and 
then full of years— three score years and ten, and then 



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four years more — in the full vigor of mind, garner the 
ripened grain — take our friend from labor on earth to the 
reward beyond? Then, as one stands by the bier, the 
tears of sorrow will, indeed, flow in the sadness of fare- 
well; but mingled with the sorrow there is the balm that 
our friend has lived, truly lived; that he has been our 
friend and that his help has enriched the life that is ours. 

There is grief because of the loss and the parting, but 
still one feels that the friendship still lives in the heart 
and memory; that the life is richer and fuller because of 
that friendship; that the world is brighter and better be- 
cause our friend has lived. 

As I stood by the bier of our deceased colleague these 
are some of the thoughts that came crowding in on my 
mind. 

Amos Lawrence Allen, my friend, your friend, was 
born March 17, 1837, in Waterboro, Me., and died Febru- 
ary 20, 1911, in this city, where until a few days before his 
decease he was active in the discharge of his duties as the 
Representative of his district. I will not go into detail 
regarding the activities of his business and political life. 
Others who knew him longer can do this better than I can, 
and I will leave it to them. However, let me say in pass- 
ing that during his long life he was always found ready 
to do his duty, whatever that duty might be, in any capac- 
ity in which he was placed. 

As one of the Members who escorted the body of the 
deceased to his former home in Alfred, Me., I had the 
pleasure of meeting many of his former townsmen. The 
love and respect and esteem that was manifested by these 
people who knew him best — by his friends and neigh- 
bors — touched me very deeply. He was their Congress- 
man, but he was more than that. He was their trusted 
friend and neighbor; he was Uncle Amos to them, and 
the tears dimmed the eyes of many with whom I talked 



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as they recounted the kind words and deeds of him whom 
they had learned to love. 

How grand a thing is life when it is truly lived, and how 
sublime to live on in the hearts and lives of friends even 
though separated by death. 

Life is measured not so much by heartbeats as by kind 
sympathies; not so much by dollars as by good deeds; not 
so much by political preferment as by sterling honesty; 
and measured by these standards our deceased colleague 
indeed lived, and his life is worthy of our emulation. 

It was my privilege to sit with him as a member of the 
Committee on Indian Affairs, and it was here that I 
learned to admire him and to know his true worth. His 
rugged manhood and unfailing kindness of disposition 
won him high esteem among his colleagues. He firmly 
believed that the highest duty of a public servant was to 
obey the wishes of the people. He was courteous and kind 
to all; genial and companionable; would rejoice with a 
friend in his success and extend sympathy to one in sor- 
row or misfortune; and the joy or the sympathy came 
from the heart and found the heart. Here was a good 
man, and I esteem his friendship as one of the rich 
memories that will always be associated with my mem- 
bership in this body. 

In closing, I wish to quote a passage from the eulogy de- 
livered by the Rev. C. W. Rradlee, a long-time friend and 
former pastor of the late Congressman, on the occasion of 
the funeral service of the deceased. 

He was true and faithful in every relation of life — devoted to 
his family, kind to his relatives, and a friend in need to many 
who were of no relation to him. He was as generous as tender- 
hearted, and liked to bestow his benefactions secretly. Though 
plain-spoken and unaffected, he was a courteous gentleman — 
showing deference to the aged and attracting the young around 
him. He was charitable of men's motives and disposed to put 



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He had 


decided convic- 


a believei 


• in the Christian 


seemed t 


o him a logical 



the best construction on their actior 
tions on every moral question, and wj 
religion. The other world and lifi 
sequence of this world and life. 

To know Amos Allen was to love him, and of no man could 
we more truthfully say — 

His life was gentle; and the elements 

So mix't in him that Nature might stand up 

And say to all the world, " This was a man." 

ADJOURNMENT. 

Then, in accordance with the resolution heretofore 
adopted (at 1 o'clock and 44 minutes p. m.), the House 
adjourned until Monday, June 42, 4944, at 42 o'clock m. 



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Proceedings in the Senate 

Tuesday, February 21, 1011. 

The Presiding Officer (Mr. Brandcgee in the chair). 
The Chair lays before the Senate resolutions from the 
House of Representatives, which the Secretary will read. 

The Secretary read the resolutions, as follows: 

Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of 
the death of Hon. Amos L. Allen, a Representative from the 
State of Maine. 

Resolved, That a committee of eight Members of the House 
(with such Members of the Senate as may be joined) be ap- 
pointed to attend the funeral. 

Resolved, That the Sergeant at Arms of the House be author- 
ized and directed to take such steps as may be necessary for 
carrying out the provisions of these resolutions, and that the 
necessary expenses in connection therewith be paid out of the 
contingent fund of the House. 

Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the 
Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased. 

Mr. Hale. Mr. President, I offer the resolutions which I 
send to the desk, and ask for their immediate considera- 
tion. 

•The Presiding Officer. The resolutions submitted by 
the Senator from Maine will be read. 

The resolutions were read, considered by unanimous 
consent, and unanimously agreed to, as follows: 

Resolved, That the Senate has heard with profound sorrow 
the announcement of the death of Hon. Amos L. Allen, late a 
Representative from the State of Maine. 

Resolved, That a committee of seven Senators be appointed by 
the Vice President to join a committee appointed on the part of 



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the House of Representatives to take order for superintending the 
funeral of the deceased. 

Resolved, That the Secretary communicate a copy of these 
resolutions to the House of Representatives and to the family of 
the deceased. 

Mr. Hale. Mr. President, as a further mark of respect, I 
move that the Senate adjourn. 

The motion was agreed to; and (at 5 o'clock and 40 
minutes p. m.) the Senate adjourned until to-morrow, 
Wednesday, February 22, 1911, at 12 o'clock meridian. 



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